C3 CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER THREE

Yawning lazily, Ivan quickly stood up from the soft bed which she passed the night on and walked up to the door.

She held the doorknob and turned it, making the door open.

"You must be Ms. Ivan". A gentleman dressed in an old thorn dress echoed.

"Yes, I'm". She replied.

"Here is the order made by Lucian to you". Stretching over the package to her, a creepy smile made its way to her face.

She stared at the package for a while before muttering, "Okay" after she took the package.

"Sign here". The delivery man said and stretched over a handle to her.

After signing it, she walked back inside and took her bathrobe.

She immediately heated the water due to the cold weather and winds blowing towards the window which she forgot to lock.

***

"Grey did you sl-"

"Yes, I did. You got drunk and started to mess around". He said as he stood up and walked up to the mirror.

"I'm sorry I stressed you out ''. Luca apologised calmly as he picked up his towel which he wrapped around his towel and walked into the bathroom afterward.

"Luca you better be snappy 'cause I have an appointment to catch up with and I can't go with my hair shattered and my skin roughed". He mouthed.

"I will". Luca replied from the bathroom.

***

Walking out of the bathroom, she immediately picked up the dress bought for her.

Scanning through the dress, her eyes caught up with a short pink gown that fit in her skin and black buckle heels that matched her hair.

"Ivan, you look so cute". She muttered as she picked up the tabloid given to her earlier.

Picking up the tabloid, she searched through the recipe for Luca's favourite food which she seems not to be familiar with.

"What is spicy fried chicken? Half-cook assorted rice?". She asked herself.

All she knows how to do is fast food for her family, meals like rice, beans and other grains which they enjoy a lot.

“Chicken. Spicy. Vegetable oil. Vegetables. Minerals”. She read out the recipe aloud.

"Ivan you can do this". She mouthed before walking into the kitchen.

"Woah". Her mouth pouted at the view of the kitchen as she walked in.

It is just like the one she does see in the movie, with the cooker looking beautiful on the wall, the freezer beside the refresher and the utensils box closer to the washing basin.

The kitchen is much bigger than their usual room and it is half of their building.

"Ivan snapped out of this stupidity of yours". She hit her head before she walked up to the cooker.

It looks weird to her as she hasn't seen a cooker like that in her life.

She immediately picked up the tabloid and took a photograph of the cooker and sent it to Lucian.

Few moments later, a video of how to use the cooker was sent to her.

After watching the video, she smiled and chopped the vegetable before turning on the cooker.

She poured the vegetable oil into the fire and waited patiently for some minutes before pouring the chicken which she had already mixed with the spicy.

After stirring them together she walked to the seat at the corner and placed her head on the table.

"Can't wait for him to taste my delicious meal" . She found herself saying that.

***

"Can't you rest today cause you might be tired after yesterday's Incident". Grey said, knotting his tie with his suitcase beside him.

"And you expect me to do as you say? Don't you know I have to be at the location of Arrow and Heart?". He asked as he applied the oily lotion on his skin.

"You can cancel it and take a rest cause you might still see that ugly face of hers there". Grey muttered.

Putting on his shirt, he echoed. "Not like I care about her. All I want is to make sure everything is in place".

"Okay". Grey took his suitcase about to go when a sudden smell struck him.

"Did you not perceive the smell?". Grey asked as he stared at Luca.

"I did but I can't wrap my head around where the smell is coming from".

"I think we are the only ones here or did you have a guest?". He asked.

"No."

"Let go and check it out before we get roast up". He spat after putting on his shorts.

They both walked out of the room and headed to the direction where the smell was coming from.

"Kitchen?". They both chorused, staring at each other.

After a long silence and stare, they walked inside only to find the kitchen filled with the aroma of the dish on the cooker and a lady sleeping on the table with her hand clutching her tabloid.

"Let's turn off this cooker before we think about what to do with this bitch!" Luca mouthed with anger in his voice as he walked up to the cooker and turned it off.

"Hey!" His thunderous voice made her jerked off.

Standing up lazily, her hand made its way to his shirt as she relied on him to stand upright but unfortunate for her, he took off her hand making her slip and fall to the ground.

"How dare you! How dare you walk into my house and cause damage!?" He asked with his reddened eyes staring at her.

"Can't you talk!?". Grey asked, staring disgustedly at her.

“Why can't I talk?”. She asked herself as she finds it difficult to talk, the more she wants to talk the harder it becomes for her.

With her tongue tied, she stood up and walked up to him.

"I'm sorry, I slept off and got my breakfast burnt". She finally replied with sweat beads on her face as her body went wet due to the fright.

"Who are you!?" He asked with his hand on her neck strangling her.

"I..." She stuttered.

"Maybe you will talk when you are dead!" A cruel smirk made its way to his lip as he added more pressure.

"Stop!" A thunderous voice from the door echoed.

Turning towards the direction where he heard the voice... His mouth went agape.

"..."